Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from St Kitts & Nevis and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Second Layer to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camouflage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kas Product,
Tim Buckley,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Dave Gahan,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Basic Channel,
Connie Case,
Magma,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gichy Dan,
Fear,
Swell Maps,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Severed Heads,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Busters,
Freddie Wadling,
MDC,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
OOIOO,
Angry Samoans,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Dual Sessions,
Bobby Sherman,
Lebanon Hanover,
Ponytail,
Rhythm & Sound,
Absolute Body Control,
Nirvana,
kango's stein massive,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
Juan Atkins,
The Electric Prunes,
Suburban Knight,
Ice-T,
Avey Tare,
Ohio Players,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Yaz,
Hardrive,
Terrestrial Tones,
Marc Almond,
Spoonie Gee,
Country Teasers,
Fat Boys,
The Kinks,
Rapeman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantytec,
Banda Bassotti,
The Evens,
Eve St. Jones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Crash Course in Science,
Ten City,
Barry Ungar,
Gregory Isaacs,
Quadrant,
DNA, DNA, DNA, DNA.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.